Neverwinter Forest darling dears o'mine

Their father fell quickly under their attack. It was as Scimitar landed that the boy unlatched and back-peddled a step or so, as if to get a better look at the damage that had been done. Pride swelled through his being as he looked upon his father, offering a nudge to his raven-haired brother in that moment as if to say, “look what we did!” As his attention shifted back as Eshe was placing a kiss upon their father’s brow.

He felt ill instantly, turning away and ushering a disgusted, “EW”. Once Eshe spoke to him, he looked from his mother to his father and nodding, knowing what had to be done next. He rushing eagerly to his father, placing kisses upon the top oh his nose in an attempt to wake him up.